Chapter 44

Hearing the summons, the Page of Knowledge and Action entered, saluted the Devious Daoist, who in turn bowed once again to Master Daochen before following the page out.

With a stern expression, Bai Yushi tossed out his words, then smiled and gestured invitingly, leading the way into the stockade.

Upon seeing the vehicles, a middle-aged man of about forty with gleaming hair hurried over—it was none other than Wang Qingxue, the president of Blue Rain.

In his twenty years of life, Lu Xingyun had never felt so stifled as he did now, utterly at a loss for words after being put down by a hedgehog.

“Please, don’t refuse. Just look at you—how are you going to make it to the doctor in this state?” Without waiting for permission, Heng Shao picked her up in his arms.

A threatening growl filled the air as the two-headed lizard across from Bai Jingxuan sensed something amiss. Its two ugly heads rose high, drawing closer to him, step by step.

This annoyed Qin Yurou greatly; she pouted in frustration, for today was a special day.

Duanmu Qing blamed Lei Chen for Fang Yuankai’s disappointment, though Lei Chen felt more wronged than anyone in history.

The Fire Rhino, lacking pride, slumped to the ground, and Gao Qing, laughing, clambered onto its back with great effort, finally settling atop it!

Jia Qingxin said, “Is it really rebellion? I don’t think so.” As for Jia She, at best he was merely an elder from the clan.

At that moment, the Purple Frost Sword danced through the air, slicing open the Scarlet Flame Beast’s skull. Inside, a crimson demon core shimmered faintly red, embedded in the beast’s skull. Gazing at it, Purple Frost smiled faintly, delighted at the surge of power he felt.

He struggled for ages, but still could not climb out of the quicksand, as if some mysterious force beneath clung to their bodies, preventing escape.

Of course, the happiest of all was Lady Wang! Wang Xifeng merely played along; Grandmother Jia was satisfied, but Lady Wang was truly overjoyed.

Mu Chendong emerged from the kitchen, setting a sumptuous breakfast on the table just as Zhao Nuanyang led Flowerbud out from the bedroom.

When Kazama Hanyue’s fist collided with the five violet thunder dragons, a thunderous boom erupted, shaking the heavens.

Chen Teng sensed that his breakthrough to the Out-of-Body stage might come during this allocation of resources, filling him with anticipation.

The young man, having recognized Li Qiqi, wanted to chat further, but was surprised when Tang Ming suddenly stepped in to block him.

At that moment, the group noticed his arrival; the Black Dragon flew into a rage. He had coveted that sword for long, but now the Emerald Toad Demon King had seized it—how could he resign himself?

So, after paying the taxi driver fifty yuan in advance, the cab happily took the lead, guiding the way.

She felt awkward mainly because, as the third-ranked mage on the competitive ranking, she couldn’t advance her spells—a deeply embarrassing fact.

Xing’er looked down upon Qingkuang’s question. Had her master grown stupid in this life? No, she must work harder to restore her master’s former wisdom. Resolute, Xing’er silently glanced at Qingkuang.

Liu Chengyin, open-minded as he was, was still influenced by old feudal notions—he simply could not accept it.

I slashed my sword onto the spear; arcs of lightning exploded out, splitting the spear in two. Following through, I bisected the ghost general. Talismanic power tainted its ghostly form, and billows of sinister energy spread out.

The masters of the Illusory Void Realm draw upon sacred energy from their own created worlds—the energy within a single world is finite, but in a universe, it is limitless.

Lin Qian, seeking them out, hurried over without delay, eager to meet up and follow instructions.

“Well done.” Zhang Zide patted the young clansman on the shoulder, handing over ten thousand mid-grade soul crystals in thanks.

Yet, if unable to land a fatal blow, the tree demon’s immense power would quickly heal it. Once it recovered, it would retaliate with terrifying vengeance.

“Now you’ve seen it for yourself.” Lin Qian smiled as well, fixing his gaze on Shen Zhixing and falling silent.

As he pondered, Campbell kept a close watch by the main entrance, sealing off the mercenaries’ only way in, while a handful of old soldiers—including Bain, who had rushed back from the lookout—held off the werewolves who broke into the hall.

The island’s searchlights swept over the sea, while anti-aircraft spotlights carved long beams through the sky like the swords of gods cutting the darkness. Two submersibles slipped into the water, sonar systems activated, silently approaching the island and anchoring among the reefs at the northwest point.

Two blows to the head, the second a hard strike to the back—this would surely deprive the boy’s brain of oxygen, disrupt his blood flow. Hanging him upside down would send the blood rushing to his head, leaving him briefly unconscious.

A phantom azure dragon materialized, its claws snatching up two wounded men and tossing them skyward. Their bodies vanished into a pillar of light.

“Thank you so much, Li Hao! When I’m free, I’ll treat you to a meal!” Ruan Yumiao smiled, truly at ease for the first time in two months. Compared to all those sanctimonious wealthy folks, she much preferred friends like Li Hao.

As the saying goes, skill breeds courage. Chen Ci dared to come alone, so naturally Zhang Min, even with many companions, would not flinch.

Li Hao immediately understood her meaning—she was extending an olive branch, hoping he’d take it so they could discuss a contract.

Yu Bin and Chen Tao threw every skill they had at the Bloodbone Puppet, yet only managed to inflict less than 500 points of damage—so little it barely moved the boss’s health bar.

“I’m in the restaurant now. Remember to eat more steak,” Li Hao messaged, slipping his phone into his pocket.

These were all formidable third- and fourth-tier adversaries, and each battle caused an uproar, unsettling the capital’s citizens and driving them to flee to the outskirts.